The Evil Within

Chapter 11

Maddey examined the dark street watching the Halloween decorations swirl in the October breeze before turning her gaze towards a couple walking side to side holding hands. How she craved freedom of the outside world to live a normal life, to have a family not locked away but seeing how everything with Michael is going she slowly is losing hope knowing that she will be forgotten by next week as a victim of the shape.

She watches as the couple disappear into a house closing the door behind them, closing her eyes she lets out a soft sigh before turning towards the bed and taking a seat. The soft yet dusty blanket touches her hands making her grab it and shake the dust off of it. With that she wraps the blanket around herself staring at the dirty blue walls waiting.

A door slams shut making Maddey turn to face the door listening to the footsteps get closer. The knob turns before the familiar white mask comes into view before her eyes turn to his hand noticing a plastic bag. Her brows furrowed in confusion before he shuts the door and walks towards her taking a seat next to her. They sit there in a silence for a few mins before he gently places the bag in her lap making her look towards him.

"What's this?" She says only to get silence in return. Her gaze looks towards the bag before opening it, her eyes widen as a few apples, bread, crackers and water come into view. Her mouth starts to water forgetting how long it must of been since she last ate.

"W-where did you get this from Michael?" Her gaze turns toward his. A grunt is heard before she notices the speckles of blood on his hand making her feel sick.

"You killed them didn't you?...."Her eyes look down at the food knowing that this person was just doing there everyday thing only to come face to face with the shape of haddonfield and meet the blade of a knife. Their life ripped away from them, the family they'll leave behind, children to grow up without them.

Her heart breaks having someone to go through that every time Michael kills, making her frown. Michael watched as she grabs the bag and places it on the ground before wrapping the blanket around her once again.

"Do you ever wonder what it feels like to have to grow up without your parents?..." Her gaze turns to Michael seeing him meet hers. "Do you not realize the family that their leaving behind after you murder them...the children that will have to grow up without a mother or father?..."

She closes her eyes before looking towards the bag. "H-how can you do that?..." Silence fills the room before the sound of plastic hitting the ground is heard making her turn quickly to see him undressing. She watches as the coveralls lower down to his waist noticing the scars, burn marks, and bullet wounds covering his body before the suit hits the ground. Her eyes widen seeing his naked ass come into view making her look away red face.

The sound of slowly heavy footsteps make there way around to the door before it's roughly opened then shut. Turning her gaze towards the door she hears another door open before the sound of water running fills her ears.

"So he does care about hygiene?" She whispered. The sound of his heavy footsteps coming towards the door makes her scurry to look at the window before the door is opened with a squeak. Her eyes are wide as she hears his steps get closer to her before they stop. She looks up at him noticing the rippling muscular body he had from the many hunts and the many scars to prove them. She watch as he sat still as a statue before she took a breath.

"N-need something?.."Her face completely red trying to block his lower half out of view. He nodded making her slowly unwrap the blanket before standing up. She watched as he turned leaving through the door making her trail behind silently. She examined the scars on his back as if everyone told a different story before he abruptly stopped making her collide in him.

"S-sorry." He walked in the room turning the faucets off before gazing at her. Silence once again filled the room until he lifted his arm and pointed towards a washcloth. Her hands grabbed the cloth feeling the softness of it before hearing the sound of water splash around. Michael stares at her sitting in the tub with his legs parted water hiding his private parts.

"Y-you want me to help you wash up?" She watches as he nods making her take a breath before walking over to him and kneeling. Michael watches as she dips the cloth into the water before placing it onto his skin slowly scrubbing the dirt and blood from his arms. The cloth moved delicately over his chest before tracing over his abs, she retracts her hand dipping the cloth back into the water before turning to his back.

"Do you want me to wash your face?" Her voice slightly shaky before he gives a nod. She gently grabbed his chin making him face towards her before gently placing the cloth on his cheek. His eyes stayed on hers watching her focus on him. She goes to dip the cloth in only for his strong hand to grab hers before pulling her into the tub. The large t-shirt and underwear immediately become soaked as she sits in between his legs, his arms wrap around her form gently as she felt his chest rise and fall.

He held her for a few mins as the usual peaceful silence filled the room until a grunt is heard making her freeze waiting for him to try something.

"T-thank....y-you......"He says with his raspy voice making her release the breath that she didn't know she was holding.